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Some days I say

by David E. Booker

I stop on a bridge to admire

the ragged setting sun.

Clouded by days of rain

and a night of snow,

like me, it was

recovering.

A car passes and

college voices taunt me:

“Jump!”

Then a pickup truck

and an old, lone voice:

“Jump, motherfucker!”

and a cigarette butt

bounces off my shoulder.

What touches the body

touches the mind

and what touches the mind

touches the world.

I was ill and then I saw illness.

Some days I say, “Stop the madness.”

Then I realize I am the madness…

…of one glorious sunset

and a thousand broken souls:

admirer of one,

curse of the other,

and my heart is often

not large enough

for either one.

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